Doors.
Doors are an enigma.
Doors represent two things.
At the same time.
Doors say enter.
While also saying go away.
Doors say stop.
While also inviting you in.
Each door represents a chance.
A roll of the dice.
A spin of the wheel.
A game of chance.
Each door represents an opportunity.
Each door represents a risk.
All you have to do.
Is knock.
I am Timi
These pictures were taken behind Yamamori on Bachelors Walk
My feet.
Walk me down my city’s streets.
The city streets guide my pondering feet.
I find myself roaming Dublin city at night.
Nowhere to go in particular.
I follow the streets.
They guide my feet.
I’m led down streets unknown.
My path as yet untold.
As I reach a new juncture.
I sense new adventure.
Where countless feet meet.
My feet.
Walk me down my city’s streets.
I am Timi
Love.
Love is weird.
Love.
Love is rocky yet smooth.
Love
Love is painful yet soothing.
Love.
Love is frightening yet comforting.
Love.
Love is horrible yet beautiful.
Love.
Love is weird yet wonderful.
Love.
Love is weird.
Love
I am Timi
If you were to take a walk around Dublin town, you’d spot a multitude of stickers in this form that touch on the daily life of Dublin. They are simple yet they cut so deep. They tell hard truths and they make you smile.
I often wonder why I do anything at all.
Why I get up every morning.
Why I work every day.
New things.
I need new things.
I need new experiences.
I need new people.
New things in my life.
Old things.
Get discarded.
Get forgotten.
Get left behind.
Get torn to pieces.
Old things in my life.
Make room.
New things in my life.
Take their place.
I see the city.
I see a difference.
I see the old.
I see the new.
I see them live.
Side by side.
I take another look.
Another look at my life.
I see the old.
I see the new.
I see the old and the new.
I see the new made from the old.
I see the new is the old.
In many ways.
The old.
The new.
Two sides.
Same coin.
I am Timi
Leave your touch on me.
I stand still.
Life passes by.
Life passes by.
In single stills.
I see each still.
As it passes by.
I look and listen.
I take my fill.
I stand still.
Life passes by.
In life is you.
You and all of you.
I ask one thing.
One thing of you.
If you should see me.
Leave your touch on me.
I am Timi
These words were inspired by A Way Two Feelings new piece on Liffey Street.
Shine.
Let yourself shine.
Shine.
Make the dark bright.
Shine.
A beacon in the night.
Shine.
Make yourself a sign.
Shine.
All it takes is you.
For you to shine.
You are a light.
A light so bright.
All it takes is you.
For you to be you.
To be the best.
To be the best you.
Shine.
I am Timi
City lights.
Bathe Dublin Nights.
In a glow so serene.
I walk the city streets.
The lights guide my feet.
I’m led to places unknown.
City lights.
Cast Dublin nights.
Into clandestine shadows.
There is a sense of adventure.
To any wishing to follow.
To be immersed.
To take a leap.
To be bathed in Dublin lights.
On every city night.
I am Timi
It’s here.
It’s there.
It’s all around you.
Inspiration.
It’s there.
If you only look for it.
It’s here.
It’s there.
It’s everywhere.
Get inspired.
By anything.
Get inspired.
By everything.
I am Timi.
Pictures from Jin Yong’s current exhibition in Gallery 27 ❤️
Turning.
Turning is key.
Turning is priceless.
Turning is key.
Turning.
Turn when you can’t.
Turn when you’re chained down.
Turn when you can’t.
Turning.
Turning is life.
You gotta keep on turning.
Turning is key.
I am Timi
Some days are harder than most.
Some days are tough.
Some days it’s hard to find a reason.
A reason to walk with head held high.
A reason to feel the world as it is.
A reason to trudge through.
To wade through life’s setting sludge.
Bleak.
It all seems bleak.
Some days are harder than most.
These are the days to be tough.
These are the days to find a reason.
A reason to walk with head held high.
A reason to feel the world as it is.
A reason to trudge through.
To wade through life’s setting sludge.
Bleak.
These days are bleak.
But there’s always a reason.
No matter what it is.
Something small.
Something meaningful.
Cling on.
Bleak.
It’s not always bleak.
But it can be.
Be tough.
You are.
I am Timi
What you see is not what you get.
Be careful what you wish for.
Looks can be deceiving.
Clichés.
But true.
I see a target.
I work towards it.
I want it more than anything.
But I don’t know what it is.
I know what I think it is.
That throne I see.
May have no seat.
I want it more than anything.
I am Timi
The most difficult thing is to be at peace.
The most difficult thing is to accept peace.
Inner peace is the most elusive peace.
Many claim to have it.
Many claim the ability to attain it.
Love or hate.
Creativity or conformity.
Inner conflict rages on.
It changes us.
It moulds us.
It evolves us.
Embrace peace.
Accept conflict.
I am Timi
